Two Poems

Those first two poems set me on a course I'd never been, and sent me on a journey that has taken me far above and beyond. Both of those poems flowed like a river, a river uninhibited, pure, and free. It was my first attempt at writing poetry. That poem had very little thought but was all heart and soul. A friend was on the verge of a divorce, and I wrote a poem to save his marriage. I was speechless when he called me a poet. I treasure the poem, but he was divorced. A friend's sister was on her deathbed, and I felt words forming in my heart and soul; words as if being spoken by the dying sister; words that became my second poem and given to my friend's family. Indeed, it was a most treasured poem among hundreds that followed. 011324PS